Winter Hart
When the vehicle was out of sight, I turned to find Jake holding all of Hannah’s things.
“I miss Mommy. Is she going to be okay?” She pouted.
“Mommy is okay, sweetie. And soon you are going to have a brother or a sister,” I exclaimed. “Now, let's get you inside, and then we can make cookies for Mommy.”
“Yay, cookies,” she squealed.
“Thank you for grabbing her stuff,” I told Jake as he followed me up to the house.
“You have more than enough to carry,” he said.
I put Hannah down and unlocked the door when a sports car pulled into the driveway behind Jake’s truck.
What the hell is Tristan doing here?
I quickly opened the door and ushered my niece inside.
“Can you watch her for a minute?” I looked up at Jake.
“Win, I really don’t think…” I didn’t let him finish.
“I’ll b
